It doesn't matter if you know the person for five minutes or five decades, the simple fact is that words hurt.
Words hurt.
Their blows are harder than the greatest hammers, sharper than the keenest swords, more penetrating than the stealthiest stilettos.
Tact is apparently deader than Nietzsche's God.
Words hurt.
Their blows are harder than the greatest hammers, sharper than the keenest swords, more penetrating than the stealthiest stilettos.
Tact is apparently deader than Nietzsche's God.
2 comments:
its so true...words are the worst weapon
or the sweetest honey. 'tis a shame that man usually chooses one over the other.
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